Okay I hadn't done a Cartoon Version of Beetlejuice in a LONG time and this came to me yesterday...don't laugh...while I was listening to BWitched Are you a Ghost and I came up with this, okay laugh. Anyway I thought this was a cool idea. I hope you like it too.

Review and let me know what you think so far!

Lace


Lydia stared at her father, her mouth gapping open. He couldn't have just said what she thought he just said. There was just no way that was even possible.

"I'm sorry Pumpkin, but we have to leave and the sooner the better. I have to start my new job in California on Monday." Charles said looking at his daughter. His daughter had grown so much since they had moved to Peaceful Pines. She had just turned seventeen a few months ago and was now starting her last year at Miss Shannon's School for Girls. He knew that the promotion would mean a lot of opportunities for Lydia down in California that she didn't have here in Connecticut.

"I'm not going." Lydia said stubbornly.

"What?" Delia asked. She'd only been half paying attention, but her mind had drifted when she started thinking about Rodeo Drive and all the shopping that she could do while she was there. She stared at her stepdaughter and watched as the pale teenager became pink with anger.

"I said I am not going." Lydia said in a calm, deadly voice to her stepmother. Delia could never understand her and she knew that she had never wanted to. Lydia didn't want her to either, she'd had enough of both of her parents over the years and she loved her house and Peaceful Pines and her friends. The thought dawned on her and her stomach dropped. If she left that would mean that she would have to leave Beetlejuice. She shook her head, leaving her best friend? It couldn't happen and she wouldn't let it.

"Well Pumpkin, we really don't have a choice." Charles said, trying to reason with his daughter. She was so much like her mother, stubborn as a mule. He knew if she had her mind set that she wouldn't budge.

"I do, I can stay with someone." She said.

"I don't think so." Delia started.

"Why won't you let me grow up? I mean this is my life mother." She hissed at Delia and stomped up the stairs.

"We're not through with this young lady. You can't just hide in your room forever you know." Delia called, but Lydia ignored her. How could they even consider making her leave during her last year? It wasn't fair and she wouldn't do it. She slammed her bedroom door and threw herself on her bed.

"Whassamatter Babes?" The all too familiar voice asked from the mirror. Lydia looked up to see her best friend leaning against the frame of her mirror looking at her.

"We're moving." She said miserably and flung herself back down against her mattress.

"What?" He asked. "You can't do that to me Babes, I'll be torn in two." He said and ripped himself apart, his left hand reaching out to grab his right side before it fell.

"Don't make me laugh Beej, this is serious." She said after a small chuckle. "Put yourself back together." She said and he promptly did, yanking one side back to the other and it zipped up making him whole again.

"So what are we gonna do?" He asked her. Lydia sighed and stared up at her ceiling.

"I don't know Beej, I just don't." She said.

"Well why don't ya come on over here and we can figure out somethin'." He said. Lydia got up from her bed and smiled. He was right, they could always figure out what to do together.

"Though I know I should be wary, still I venture someplace scary, ghostly hauntings I turn loose, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice." She called and instantly she was taken into the Neitherworld, her second home. She had changed into her Neitherworld clothes, a pair of black leggings, a black tan top, her red spider web poncho and a pair of black opera length gloves with her fingers exposed showing the blood red paint on her long nails. She ran up to Beetlejuice and hugged him tight to her.

"I don't want to leave." She called against his shoulder. He just chuckled and hugged her back to him until she squeaked and pulled away.

"You're not gonna leave Babes, we'll make sure of that." He said, giving her a little tap on her chin to reassure her. She smiled and nodded at him.

"But how? I mean I can't just stay by myself. Dad and Delia would have a fit."

"You can live with someone else." He said. "Good ol' Prudy? Bertha?" He suggested. Lydia cocked her head to one side and thought about it. Living with Prudence would mean non stop studying and Bertha would talk about nothing but boys. Besides she did enjoy having her privacy.

"How would I see you if I was staying with them? They don't know that you're a ghost." She said.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that. I thought I had somethin'." He said and snapped his red tipped fingers and scratched his head.

"Oh I don't know Beej, I mean I don't even know if Delia and Dad would let me stay for another year. They might force me to go." Lydia said feeling miserable again.

"What? Make my Babes do anythin' against her will? Never." He said and poofed himself a boxer's outfit and punched the air. "I'll fight'em." He said and made Lydia giggle.

"Oh I wish you could." She said in a sigh.

"Bea-ttlejoose you 'aven't paid zee rent yet. I need zee money now." Jacques said walking into the living dead room that Lydia and Beetlejuice were sitting. Beetlejuice rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah Jacques, I'll have it." He said.

"Ahh Lyd-diah, 'ow are you?" He asked lifting her hand and giving it the boney equivalent of a kiss. Lydia giggled and slowly took her hand away.

"Not so well Jacques." She said in a sigh. "My parents just told me that we're moving."

"Oh, zat is too bad Lyd-diah. Too bad you just can't stay 'ere." He said and turned to Beetlejuice. "Zee money mon ami." He said.

"I said I'll get it to ya, sheesh." Beetlejuice said.

"By zis afternoon." Jacques said and left.

"So Babes, what should we..." He started, but Lydia was staring off into space, her lips apart as her mind raced. "You okay?" He asked looking at his best friend and waving his hand in front of her. Lydia turned to him and her parted lips turned into a smile.

"That's it Beej." She said and clapped her hands.

"Uh, did I miss something? What's it, I need a replay of that." He said.

"Stay with you." She said and began pacing back and forth. Beetlejuice watched as Lydia began to burn a track in the floor and was still confused.

"How would that work? I live here in the Neitherworld, you live in the Real World Babes. You can't just fall off the face of the earth. I'm pretty sure people would notice" He said. Lydia stopped and her smile faded a bit.

"Oh, you're right, I hadn't thought about that." She said and began to frown again. It had been such a good idea. She sighed and shook her head. "It seemed like such a good..." She started, but then the gears in her head suddenly snapped together.

"Who says we have to live here?" She asked and raised an eyebrow.

"I'm confused Babes." He said, turning himself into a black and white striped question mark. "You wanna tell me what's in that head of yours?" He asked. Lydia turned to him and smiled.

"I might not be able to live in the Neitherworld, but you could live in the Real World." She said.

"What? How do you think that can work? A ghost show up in town? Don't you think people would notice that?" He asked.

"No, not as you Beej, but Mr. Beetleman. My guardian." She said. Beetlejuice just stared at his best friend. He wondered how it was to be in that mind of hers. How on earth could she swing that by her parents? Living with his alter ego of the handy dandy handyman? He sighed and smiled at her.

"I'm up for anythin' you know that Babes, but I don't think it's gonna work." He said. Lydia just smiled at him.

"Oh ye of little faith." She said and winked.